The next morning at school, I couldn't stop smiling. The girls looked suspiciously at me all morning, wondering if anything was wrong with me. I kept them in suspense. They had talked to Lucy about my new interest in Thomas. I played them and made them believe I was still unsure of my feelings for him.

Before English class, Nat was talking with Lucy. "Yeah, she's been weird all morning," Nat comments. "Can I see a picture of him?" Lucy asks very curiously.

"Sure!" And Nat takes out her phone.

"Woah she's totally onto him, just look at her," Lucy smirks. "And does he like her back?"

"He used to have a crush on her in 9th grade," Nat reveals. Lucy looked at Zack behind me. She leaned in and whispered in my ear. "He doesn't look real cheerful... I think he may be jealous," she evilly smiles.

"Jealous??" I brush off her theory. "I'm not his type." I shrug, too happy to care about anything. Gosh, love makes you stupid, I thought to myself.

Nat shot a glance at him too. "No seriously Lyzy, his jaw is clenched so hard I'm surprised he still has teeth!" She whispers quietly. I rolled my eyes and giggled absentmindedly.

After a free period, Lucy came running to me. "OhmygodohmygodohGOD!!" She squeals nervously, running her hands through her hair.

"Hey hey hey," I calmly call her, waving my hands down. "Chillllll... What happened?"

"I was talking with Zack," she starts and swallows her saliva to moisturize her dry throat after all her running. "And he told me that HE LIKES YOU TOO!!!" Her voice derives into a high pitched whisper. I grimaced at the noise and my jaw dropped when I understood the words. A weird expression appeared on Natalie's face but quickly turned into amazement.

"Wow," she mutters. "Isn't that just a tiny bit too late..." She sarcastically breaths. Freed of the heavy secret, Lucy seemed to have calmed down a lot.

"Wait what?" She frowns. "I don't understand, don't you love him?"

"Uh...um, I-I don't k-know," I reply, overwhelmed by confusion.

"I don't think she likes him that much anymore," Natalie hesitatingly tries.

"I don't know, I-I d-don't know," I say, trying to organize my thoughts, which were in chaos. I dropped my face in my hands, not knowing what to do.

"Girls girls girls," Lucy implores. "Let's get things straight: Thomas loves Lyzy, Lyzy loves Thomas, Zack loves Lyzy, and we don't know if Lyzy loves Zack back! That's the situation right?"

"Yes," I nod. "I guess so..." I had to choose... I thought. During the lunch period I wanted to go to the girls' bathroom. The halls were quiet and I took the turn to enter and bumped into someone. "AH!" I yelled. "What the hell??" I look up and recognized Zack.

"Geez, you need to calm down," he shakes his head teasingly.

"I almost peed on myself!" I complains. "Wait what?" I ask myself. He bursts into fits of laughter.

"Yes, you did say that out loud," he confirms. He looked at me lovingly, in a way that I had never seen before, coming from him. It scared me, and I felt my face warm up.

"Um, I need to go to the bathroom," I stutter. After having closed the door I looked at myself in the mirror. "Nice, your antisocial talents are improving," I mutter underneath my breath. I washed my hands, dried them and walked out the door.

Zack was still outside. "Uh, what are you doing?" I awkwardly ask. He sighs and walks closer to me. I back up, but he corners me.

"Uh... I think Nat's waiting for me outside," I point at the exit door. "I should proba-"

He expertly shuts my mouth close with a kiss. I freeze in shock. He slides a hand behind my neck and I give up thinking straight. I abandon myself and before I know it, I kiss him back. He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me closer to him. I feel his pounding heart against mine. It feels nice... But wrong. I knew at that moment, that my heart had chosen Thomas. I frowned and pushed him away.

"What?" Zack's cracked voice asks me, breathless. His smile broke my heart. He didn't have any idea of what I was about to say. I shake my head apologetically and stutter a "sorry".

"I-I don't feel the same for you anymore Zack..." I lower my gaze, biting my lip nervously.

"A-anymore? You mean you liked me before?" He unbelievingly asks. I read the pain he tries to hide on his face.

"I'm sorry Zack, so so sorry..." I cry, breaking beneath all these emotions I was try to be the master of. The ship inside me that was sailing above the sea cracked. And the ocean of emotions started flooding inside. Drowning...

I felt horrible for him. I hid my face in my hands and started walking away, not being able to face the sad reality that I had caused. He jogged up to me and gently grabbed my arm.

"Hey," he sadly smiles, putting two fingers underneath my chin to lift my head up. "Don't feel bad." I look at him.

"It's my fault that I didn't think about my feelings for you earlier, I totally respect the guy who you love now. Not everyone can have the privilege of being loved by you... And I guess he beat me to it, I was too selfish to look around and notice you. He deserves you." He pauses.

"And you told me the truth, you were honest and sincere with me... Which makes me understand how good of a person you are."

I stared at him in amazement. I didn't know what to say. I never expected so much maturity and comprehension from a person like him. I hugged him. Hard. "Thank you for understanding," I whisper. I wiped my tears and shyly smiled. I suddenly noticed how nice he dressed today.

"What did a pencil say to the other?" I ask.

He smirks, twirling melancholy a strand of my hair between his fingers in his unique way. "I don't know, what did the pencil say to the other?"

"You're looking sharp!" I giggle. He laughed, grabbing his jacket and strutting in the hallway.

"I know I know," he shakes his head, as if impressed himself of his beauty. I laughed quietly. "See ya Lyzy," he breaths. I waved. He walked away and I walked towards the opposite side.